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cashmeremars · 9 months

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𝐚 𝐜𝐮𝐩 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐞... 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐧𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 || 𝐬.𝐦

pairing: shawn mendes x reader

summary: shawn stumbles upon a coffee shop while on tour and becomes infatuated with the waitress

word count: 1.7k+

a/n: this has been in my drafts for so long... but i promise you’re in for a surprise...

The heat of Amsterdam was relentless as Shawn continued to roam the unfamiliar streets of the city. Crossing bridges and tripping over loose rubble, Shawn sighed as his eyes scanned the stores lining the streets, hoping to find a place to settle down before heading back to his tour bus. He watched as a bicycle rider rode past him before slowing down and stopping at what seemed to be a cafe. He adjusted his jacket before reaching for his phone and checking the time. He had around 2 hours before he was expected to be back on the tour bus. Shawn smiled to himself as he followed the path the bicycle rider had just taken to get to the cafe down the street.

As Shawn approached the front door of the cafe, he snapped a quick picture of the shop name just in case he needed to send his location to his manager. A mellow bell rang throughout the cafe as he pushed the door open. The smell of cinnamon and warm coffee danced through the air as he inhaled. The cafe was quaint, with landscape paintings lining the walls. Jazz music whispered under the sound of clanking dishes.

Shawn sighed as he sat himself down at a booth nearest to the corner of the cafe, to ensure that no potential fans could spot him. The cafe was quite empty, as it was 2 pm on a weekday. A stained menu on the side of the table caught his eye. He reached over with a sigh, grabbing the corners of the menu to avoid touching the brown stains. A frown etched itself on his forehead as he flipped through the menu, the words splattering the page were close enough to English to follow along, but not enough to fully comprehend. Dutch, Shawn whispered to himself. He was in Amsterdam after all.

Shawn dropped the menu, opting to fiddle with the slightly tattered fabric of the booth, watching silhouettes walk past the cafe window. He closed his eyes, bopping his head along to the music flooding the cafe.

“Are you new here?” A voice intruded Shawn’s entrancement.

“Uh, yeah,” Shawn spoke. He felt his breath constrict as he made eye contact with you. He’d truly never seen anyone as beautiful. “How could you tell?” Shawn spoke with a soft smile. He felt his heartbeat begin to pick up.

“I’ve never seen you around here before, and you also looked a little clueless,” You point out with a laugh.

“Oh, uh, sorry. I’m just here on tour. I’m a singer,” Shawn explains.

“That’s cool,” you reply, raising your eyebrows.

“Yeah. Grammy-nominated,” Shawn stammered. You nod, and his face flushed as he acknowledged his failed attempt at boasting.

“Right,” you smile before pulling out a notepad and pen from your waist apron, “So, what would you like to order?” you say after a beat of silence.

“Right. Right, of course.” Shawn stammered, “I don’t really know what’s good here, and I can’t really read the menu,” He says, scratching the back of his neck.

“Ahh. I’m assuming you want me to tell you?” you question.

“If that’s what you want, then sure. Tell me what’s good here.” Shawn spoke as he leaned forward on the table, leaning his head on his hand. He watched as you twirled the pen between your fingers. You were mesmerizing to him. You had an aura that was carefree yet so captivating.

“What do you like?” you ask, quirking an eyebrow.

“Something sweet,” Shawn spoke, “like you,” he continued with a speck of confidence.

“Oh. I see.” You hesitate to laugh.

“Sorry, was that a bit much?” He asked as his confidence crumbled.

“Yeah, it was a little cheesy,” You reply, tapping the notepad with your pen.

“Right.” Shawn’s could feel the blood rushing to his cheeks.

“You still want something sweet?” You asked. He perked up as he sensed remnants of a flirty subtext. “On the menu, I mean.” You clarify, now just as flustered as Shawn was just a moment ago.

“Yeah for sure. Maybe a brownie?” he fumbled with the menu once more, hoping that he’d ordered something that was an actual option.

“Anything else?” You ask keeping your eyes on the notepad as you scribble Shawn’s order.

“A cup of coffee,” Shawn took a deep breath in, “And your number?” he exhaled, squinting slightly to gauge your reaction. Your pen halts as your eyes pan to his.

“Uh, coming right up.” You tilt your head before making your way back to the counter.

Shawn sighed deeply once you were out of sight. He hadn’t realized that he wasn’t breathing properly until you’d left, leaving him to stew in his own embarrassment. He’d never behaved so awkwardly in his life, and yet you didn’t seem to mind in the slightest. He could’ve chalked it up to your food service hospitality, but he sensed a glint of something unfamiliar in your eyes. She was charmed, he thought to himself.

***

“Your order, sir.” You carefully place the coffee in front of Shawn before positioning the brownie a bit off to the side. The smell of fresh cocoa from the brownie melted his senses as he eyed the careful foam art floating on top of his coffee. He’d definitely have to visit again.

“Shawn,” he said, “Mendes. Shawn Mendes.” He continued, placing his hand on his chest briefly. He watched her carefully in hopes that she’d recognized his name.

“Already skipping the formalities?” You say as you wipe your hands on your apron.

“Sure are.” He replies, “You don’t have a name tag?” He asked, eyeing the spot on your shirt where your name tag should be.

“Yeah,” You took a quick look down at your uniform and shrugged, “It keeps me mysterious,” You continued.

“Mysterious. That’s cool.” Shawn nods once, pursing his lips.

“Very,” you reply, glancing around the cafe briefly.

“Do I get to know your name?” Shawn said as you began to walk away.

“But then what would happen to the mystery?” You quipped before disappearing behind the counter once again.

The soft music tangled with the saccharine aroma of the coffee. He closed his eyes, as he revelled in the serene atmosphere of the empty cafe. There were no fans to bombard him, and no cameras to observe him. Nobody to perform for, or to pretend for. Just him, a cup of coffee, a brownie, and a girl who made his heart spring.

Shawn scrolled through his phone as he gradually made his way through the honeyed meal. He watched his DMs flood full of Instagram models and influencers, but none of them compared to the waitress whose name he didn’t even know.

“Here’s your bill, Shawn.” You lay the piece of paper in front of Shawn’s empty cup, and crumb-filled plate.

“Thank you.” He looks up with a smile that crinkles the corners of his eyes, “So, when can I get your number?” He asks.

“It’ll be a surprise.” you shrug.

“So, are you always working here?” Shawn asks as you’re about to walk away once again.

“I work on weekends if that’s what you’re asking” you reply, “Is there a reason why you need to know, Shawn?” you asked.

“Well, I’m only here this week for my concert, so-”

“You’re gonna try to woo me over during the short period of time you’re here?” You squint your eyes at him.

“Precisely,” He quipped.

“Well, you’re very persistent, Shawn.”

“I usually am.” Shawn knew that wasn’t true. Truthfully, he was always nervous whenever he had to speak to a girl he was fond of. He was already quite introverted as is, and speaking to you made him feel like he had frogs in his throat.

“Charming. Well, we’ll see how your quest goes,” you laugh.

“When do you get off work?” he asked.

“Later tonight,” you said.

“Then, I’ll be waiting right here.” Shawn folds his hands together, placing them on the table.

“Of course, you will, Prince Charming,” you raise your eyebrows in amusement as you lean over to collect the empty cup and plate.

“Does that make you my Cinderella?” he asked.

“I see the wooing has begun. Too bad I have to get back to my shift,” you turn, leaving him with the bill.

Shawn grabbed his wallet from his back pocket, paying for the bill before texting his manager that he might be back a little later than expected.

“Excuse me? Are you Shawn?” A man with bulky glasses and a thick accent approached the table with a stone-cold expression.

“Yes, I am.” Shawn’s back straightened instinctively as he felt himself start to tense.

“Well, I’m going to have to ask you to leave,” He gestures to the door and sends a single nod of his head in Shawn’s direction.

“Pardon?” Shawn locks his phone, placing it on the table.

“Well, it seems that your excessive flirting with one of our employees has made her quite uncomfortable, to say the least,” The man explains. Shawn looks down and notices the similarities between the man uniform and the waitress’s uniform. He also notices the name tag sitting neatly on the man’s black shirt.

“What?” Shawn’s eyebrows furrow together. He was hoping that he’d misheard due to the man’s accent.

“You asked for her number, what days she worked, what time she gets off, and then said that you would stay until she was done working. I mean, that’s a bit much don’t you think, sir?” The man folded his arms as his face remained stoic.

“I was just trying to-” Shawn hesitates to explain. He knew that he was awkward and nervous at times, but he didn’t expect that he could misread a situation so incorrectly.

“It doesn’t matter what you were trying to do. It very clearly did not work,” The man said. His gaze bores into Shawn’s. The longer the man stared, the more Shawn felt his own composure falter. “Will you be leaving?” The man asked. Shawn snaps out of his fear-induced trance, scrambling for his phone as he shoves his wallet into his back pocket.

“Oh, sorry. Yeah, I’ll get going. Tell her I’m sorry about all of that.” Shawn’s hands flail wildly as he tries to explain while struggling to get out of his seat.

“Thank you for visiting our coffee shop. You probably shouldn’t come back.” The man pats Shawn’s back as he escorts him out of the cafe.

“Yeah, uh… yeah, thank you for the experience,” He mumbled.

Shawn left the shop with a belly full of coffee, a half-eaten brownie, and the urge to throw it all up.

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violetsandfluff · 2 years

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I Wanna Love You With The Lights On (s.m.)

i’m just gonna pretend that i never found this picture. 😩

shawn mendes x female reader. word count: 3.9k, contains fluff and smut. this is one of my comfort videos and i want so bad to be in camila’s place-–— so i combined two concepts and here we are. enjoyyyyh <3 and also, shawn’s song

TW: smut, dominance, degradation, oral, almost getting walked in on, you know. SMUTTTTTT. It starts off so slow and boring, but stick with it pleaaasseee 🥺 annnnnnd I got lazy proofreading D:

The Met Gala.

Shawn and y/n had been anticipating this for so long. It was their first time going together, and that alone was exciting. Every day was a new adventure for them, and they wanted to experience it all together.

Several weeks before the gala, they had met with their stylists to talk about their attire for the day. Y/N was to wear an elegant dress composed of a smooth red fabric with a delicate sheen. It would be tightly fitted all the way down with a bare back and a slit cut into the left side to show your leg. The top would be covered in red sequins, and it would ride low on your chest, showing an ungodly amount of cleavage. The sleeves would barely cover the tops of your shoulders with a sheer red fabric. The dress would be paired with strappy heels and a pearl necklace reminiscent of the one your grandmother often wore. It was bold in the most classic way possible. It was the perfect thing to go with Shawn’s outfit.

He would be wearing a black leather jacket with nothing underneath to show off his solid chest and ripped abs. There would be a heavy necklace to add texture to his chest, and he would be wearing a pair of black pants and heavy black boots.

As soon as this was decided, Shawn and his girlfriend were absolutely hooked.

“Think of how sexy your chest will be,” Y/N breathed as she ran her hand along the comfortable firmness of his muscles. “It’s like a dream.”

“Think of how sexy you’ll look,” Shawn practically moaned as he imagined how nicely the dress would hug you. It almost made him drool. The Met Gala was going to be an unforgettable night, hands down.

The day of the Met Gala rolled around.

Shawn held Y/N’s hand as they walked into the building where they’d be getting ready. They were brought into interconnected rooms and the process of getting them ready began.

Y/N’s skin was cleansed deeply until it emitted a healthy glow, and her hair was shampooed so it shone.

“My skin feels so smooth,” she beamed as she ran a finger gently along her cheek.

“Smooth like a baby’s bottom,” Shawn called cheekily from the other room.

She could picture the lopsided grin on his face and how pink his cheeks were growing as he realized what he said.

Miranda, one of the three stylists working with her, couldn’t help but chuckle at his response.

“Guess he’s listening in,” Y/N mused quietly, to which she laughed merrily.

Shawn’s room was awfully quiet.

“Damn, these are the shoes you get to wear?” Ian, one of the other two stylists asked as he picked up one of your strappy heels. He was in charge of her outfit right now; performing minor adjustments and finishing touches.

“I’m gonna be so tall,” Y/N replied, her eyes twinkling with amusement. “Shawn Mendes has nothing on me.”

“We’re just going to ignore the fact that I’m taller than you,” Shawn contradicted from the other room. “I’m bigger, stronger, and tougher than your wildest dreams.”

His words were audacious, but his shaky voice was a clear indicator of nerves.

“Well, you’re my mildest dream,” she bantered absentmindedly. “You wouldn’t stand a chance against my nightmares. Now… don’t you have business to attend to?”

Ian let out a choke-laugh from his position across the room, his face crinkling up into a joyous expression. “Girl,” he commented. “Is he like that all the time?”

Y/N tried to shake her head, but she was greeted with an unexpected singe of heat on the back of her neck.

She made a sound similar to a cat hissing at the sensation, and the stylist working on her hair pulled back in horror.

“Oh my God. Y/N, I am so sorry. Are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” she replied as she fingered the tender area. “I can’t feel it anymore.”

“Good,” Claire, the stylist, replied. “It’s pretty visible, though.”

“She looks like she got a hickey!” Miranda squealed as she peered around Y/N’s neck. “Ohmygosh, so romantic!”

Claire’s lip curled up in disgust. “If Y/N wants to get a break from thirst dms, we’re gonna have to cover that with every fiber of our being. Ian? Can you go get some ice?”

“Just a little bit,” Miranda advised. “We don’t need a lot. You give him an inch and he’ll take a mile.”

Y/N gave a weak laugh and bit her lip. She was still a little uncomfortable with all of the attention. The concept was new to her. She had anticipated being in the same room as Shawn, and being able to talk to him without walls acting as barriers.

Oh well, she thought. Only a few more hours.

The last thought brought on a whole new wave of panic, but she assured herself that Shawn knew what he was doing.

This was his third Met Gala, after all. He was a professional!

“Things sure got quiet once Ian left,” Claire commented as she used her long acrylic nails to brush through Y/N’s half-styles hair. “Who wants to listen to some music?”

“Me!” Y/N was only too eager to agree. The constant chatter wasn’t comfortable, but neither was the silence!

“Do you have a good playlist?” Claire inquired as she played with Y/N’s curls, trying to find a way to cover the burn.

“I think so.” She unlocked her phone and scrolled through Spotify until she found her go-to playlist for good vibes.

By the time Ian returned, the girls were belting the songs out like they didn’t have a care in the world.

“Well,” he said hesitantly, “I got your ice. Anything else I can do for you?”

“So you can leave again?” Claire giggled. “Sure. Uh, I’ll take…”

She proceeded to rattle off an extensive order, most of which seemed contradictory or impromptu. She went on and on about how she didn’t want a sleeve on the cup, and how she wanted to substitute several ingredients until Ian interrupted with an exasperated squeak.

“Is that too much?” Claire inquired innocently.

“Girl, tell me, what the fuck is that?” Ian protested. “Let me take a voice recording of you so the poor baristas can hear how stupid you sound.”

“Relax,” Claire assured him. “I got that from a Karen subreddit. I don’t need anything.”

“Y/N, do you need anything?” Miranda asked sweetly, and you declined.

“No, but you should try rapping, Claire. That— that order—would make an excellent rap.”

“Eminem could never,” Miranda agreed.

As if on cue, Love the Way You Lie started playing from Y/N’s phone.

“And I’m Rihanna,” Ian rolled his eyes back into his head.

“I can rap,” Claire confessed. “Wanna hear?”

———

“That dress suits you so well!” Miranda exclaimed as she adjusted your airy sleeves. “Shawn’s going to have the best reaction ever.”

Y/N smiled nervously before she gulped. This was frankly nerve wracking.

———

In the other room, Shawn’s stylists were just getting done with him, too. They didn’t miss the nervous smile that was plastered on his face like a tattoo.

“I think you’re done here, Mr. Mendes. Why don’t you go see Y/N?”

He had done more than his fair share of dreaming about how hot she’d look in her dress, but no amount of imagination could have prepared him for what he saw.

He almost started laughing. It had to be a prank.

His jaw fell open as he stared at his girl, who wasn’t doing much to help.

“Ta-da,” she sang cutely, making jazz hands.

His jaw was practically on the floor. He turned his face away from her, pretending he had an itch on his neck. His cheeks were flaming red and he knew it. It couldn’t be helped.

“Ohh… fuck,” he said finally. Unable to make eye contact with her, he stood awkwardly, his hands raiding his pants to find pockets to thrust them into.

“You look amazing.”

A shy, boyish smile danced on his blushing face and Y/N looked at the ground also, touched by a hint of embarrassment.

“You look amazing, too, baby.”

These words nearly coaxed a moan from deep in his chest.

He knew that she was gorgeous, but the cherry red dress was doing things to him. He would look at her face, but the lipstick would probably make him equally hard.

He hoped desperately that he wouldn’t look too hard in his tight pants. He didn’t want anyone except Y/N, his princess, to see him so erect.

The pair stood in awkward silence as people bustled around them.

“We need to get you two in the car in ten minutes, so finish whatever you’re doing.”

Y/N’s breath caught in her throat, and Shawn’s head snapped up at the sound. “You’re gonna be okay,” he promised. “I’ll be right beside you the whole time.”

“Okay.” She smiled and leaned into his chest, rubbing her cheek along the bare muscle. “This shirt is incredibly hot on you.”

“What shirt?”

“No shirt!” she giggled. “It’s a joke.”

Shawn licked his lips and gulped nervously as he put his hands on her shoulders and turned her around so her back was to him. He guided her out the door and pushed her into the vehicle that was waiting for them.

It was black, shiny, and very long, and tall.

There were a handful of other people in there, various celebrities and their stylists.

Shawn and Y/N kept mostly to themselves, performing small tasks that made them smile.

“I forgot to put in my earrings, baby,” Shawn asked nervously. “Can you help me?”

She gave him a sweet smile as he handed her his tiny silver earrings.

She pushed them in and put the backs on before kissing each one gently.

“Can you fix my hair?” she requested.

A sly smirk spread across Shawn’s pink lips as he ran his fingers through the stylists’ work. “Bet that feels nice,” he commented.

“It does,” she breathed as her eyes fell shut. She opened her jaw to make it look like she was going to moan, but Shawn clamped it shut.

“That’s enough, baby girl.”

“I thought that’s what you wanted,” she feigned innocence as Shawn’s strong, veiny hand came to rest on her knee, on top of her cherry red dress. His ring-clad digits curled as he squeezed it and she let out a sound that was a cross between a hiccup and a whine.

Shawn lowered his face so it was right beside her ear and whispered, “be good.”

The words, though simple, made Y/N shiver with pleasure. A side effect to this horniness was a new sense of confidence.

Thank goodness no one aside from Shawn was paying attention to her, because she felt the need to tense her thighs a little tighter.

Once they arrived at the venue, it was absolute chaos. There were people shouting instructions at them from every direction. It was overwhelming in the best way possible.

There were cameras everywhere. Everyone in sight had a camera. The flashes were blinding, and Shawn’s hand was the only thing grounding her, but it was exhilarating.

“Loving the attention, hm?” Shawn asked discreetly as they began walking down the stairs.

She didn’t reply. It was much too hectic for her to be heard, anyway.

Once they reached the bottom, they posed for some pictures.

Shawn’s arms felt so warm and welcoming around Y/N’s anxious body. She hoped like crazy that no one could sense how nervous they were.

As soon as the pair was done, they were ushered into another room to get ready for the after party.

Shawn would be wearing the same outfit, but Y/N had a second one to change into. It was much less fussy than her previous dress, meaning she could slide it on and forget about it.

It was a deep, shiny midnight blue wrap skirt that fell loosely around her beautiful figure, ending a crude length above her knees. She kept on the same heels and accessories, but she let Claire and Miranda fix her hair into a simple but elegant updo.

When she emerged from the fitting room, Shawn didn’t look as shocked as he had before. He looked horny as fuck.

He had a guilty sort of smile dancing on his face as he opened his arms for her.

“Kiss me,” he whispered.

She craned her neck upward to reach his rosy lips with her own, giving them a firm peck. He would have to wait for more.

“Be patient,” she instructed as she ran a hand seductively down his chest. “Be a good boy.”

Shawn swallowed painfully and closed his eyes forcefully, trying to ward off the hardness that was overtaking his cock.

Y/N pretended not to notice.

The sky was completely black as they emerged from the building to get back in the van. They were headed to the after party.

Shawn had been most excited for this part, but now he just seemed impatient and aggravated. The “party” was the only thing that stood between him and his pretty girl’s glistening pussy, and sadly, it was an immovable barrier.

His hand crept slowly up her thigh as the car drove on, but he kept staring at his phone to make it seem like he wasn’t so focused on her. And because his hand was in her lap, he could feel when she clenched them tightly together.

She cursed herself mentally for having chosen such a short dress.

They could always duck out after a few minutes.

When the car pulled up to the massive mansion where the party was to be held, everyone inside spilled eagerly out.

Shawn and Y/N lingered by the door for a few awkward moments before entering.

They wanted to thrust their tongues deep into each others’ mouths, but someone was bound to find them there.

With nothing but an exchange of wary glances, they entered the bustling venue.

There were so many people and so many cameras flashing.

Y/N was constantly fiddling with her dress, making sure it was covering everything, and making sure her desperate thigh clench wasn’t obvious.

At one point, only ten minutes later, Shawn unfolded his hands from his lap discreetly to ask, “Do I look hard?”

Y/N bit her lip at the prominent outline that stood out through his pants. She nodded slowly, and they excused themselves to a quieter hallway.

The house was decorated with ornate artwork everywhere. It pained them both to think of how it would look by daybreak, but they seemed to have a bigger problem at hand.

“If we go into a bathroom, will anyone see us?” Y/N panicked.

“There’s a lot of people. I guess it’s a real possibility,” Shawn thought aloud. “But no one will miss us. There’s too many people here.”

“Right.”

Both of their hearts were hammering nervously, high on adrenaline.

They found an old, vacant restroom and closed the door carefully before grabbing each other’s faces and sharing a deep, passionate kiss.

Their stomachs were both enveloped in a feeling of warmth, completely full of love when they hadn’t even begun.

Y/N moaned from the sensation, and Shawn slipped his tongue back into her mouth, trying desperately not to moan too loud.

It didn’t matter how noisy the reception was. One never knew who lurked in the halls.

“Turn the lights off,” she suggested shakily.

“No way. Hold your dress out of the way,” Shawn murmured breathlessly as he squirmed free of the pants and underwear that bound him. His cock was fully erect, and he was about to fix that.

“Make it quick,” Y/N warned as she pulled her hair up into a bun at the back of her head.

Without warning, Shawn bent her over the counter and began fucking his fingers in and out of her aggressively from behind. He skipped his normal build up and thrust three in from the start.

Y/N’s breath caught in her throat as she moaned, holding onto the insides of the twin sinks on either side of her.

Once Shawn was pleased with the amount of arousal dripping from her lips, he began thrusting his cock into her.

“Pretty… little… cunt,” he growled with his eyes squeezed tightly shut. “Tight, pretty little hole, gonna stretch it out so much.”

“Shawn,” she moaned again as she squirmed around him.

“Hold still,” he commanded, but he was interrupted by a jarring sound coming from the door.

Someone was there.

The light, airy moans continued to drift from Y/N’s lips, too euphoric to suppress.

“Occupied!” Shawn called, trying to drown out the moans with his smooth voice. It must have worked, because the footsteps turned and retreated.

“That was close,” Shawn grimaced. “My baby almost got us walked in on.”

“What did I do—ahh,” she gasped as another thrust nearly threw her off balance.

“Moaning like a little slut,” he tutted, inhaling shakily as drove his shaft into her throbbing pussy before emitting an ungodly erotic moan of his own. He looked in the mirror just in time to see Y/N’s eyes open in surprise.

“God, Shawnie,” she whispered. “You must feel really good right now, huh?”

“Need to cum so, so bad,” he whined uncomfortably, bucking his hips behind her. He let go and came inside her, filling her with so much love that the excess leaked out.

“Cum, baby,” Shawn groaned, pulling out of Y/N so he could watch her as she came.

Shawn pulled his pants back up and helped his shaky Y/N pull her dress down to cover her butt again.

She watched as Shawn cleaned up the bit of mess left over, then the pair washed their hands and left the bathroom.

“Do we look suspicious?” Shawn worried.

“No. No one will even notice us. Let’s just… duck out quickly.”

They thought they had left unnoticed, but they were greeted by a party of paparazzi outside the doors.

They tried to act nonchalant as they made their way to the vehicle that would take them home, but it was hard. The memory of what had happened just minutes ago was nipping at the back of Shawn and Y/N’s minds.

Y/N smiled shyly at the attention while Shawn kept a straight face, pushing her into the car. As soon as the car began driving, Shawn began whispering slight, degrading words into your ears, loud enough for only you to hear.

“You loved that attention, hm?” he questioned brusquely.

You swallowed thickly, praying for him to move on, but he didn’t.

“I need an answer, baby. I can’t have you being such an attention whore when I can give you all the attention you need? Answer me.”

“I only want your attention.”

“You better not lie to me, princess,” he placed a hand on your knee, lowering his lips even closer to your ear. “I’ll give you all the attention you’ll ever need tonight. Just wait and see.”

You thanked the driver before getting out at your house, but then rushed through the night to the door. The first thing you saw when you walked in was a staircase, and Shawn didn’t hesitate to take advantage of it.

“Take off your dress, Lovie,” he instructed as he peeled his sweaty clothes from his body. “Wanna see every inch of that pretty body.”

You stripped naked and he couldn’t help coming over to you, his lips feathering the burn from earlier.

“Looks like a hickey,” he commented. “Gonna give you tons of these, too.”

Several teeth marks were set into your neck, coaxing pained moans from your lips.

“Shawn… owie.”

He looked you in the eye and gave a filthy smirk before sinking to his knees before you, his mouth opening as he went.

“Gonna make you so wet,” he vowed. “Wetter than ever.”

With that, he plunged his entire face into Y/N’s pussy, absolutely smothering himself in the arousal that was already beginning to form. His tongue lapped at her clit and he tore his lips from her just long enough to mumble, “A pretty rosebud, and it’s blooming just for me.”

“God, Shawn, fuck,” Y/N moaned dizzily as she stumbled against a wall, dragging Shawn by his tongue.

“You taste so good, darling,” Shawn commented as he continued to eat her out. “It makes me feel all warm and cozy inside. It makes my tummy feel nice and full.”

“Fuck, Shawn,” she said as her head rolled back.

He was using his tongue to reach places that even she couldn’t reach. “Stop talking like a baby. Use grownup words.”

Shawn ignored her, grinning lazily as he stood up. “Cum for me, rosebud. I wanna see how good I make you feel.”

She let go, falling into his arms as she came for a second time that evening.

“You’re so pretty when you make that face,” Shawn said lowly as he brushed his fingers across her sweaty forehead. “Looking all needy for me, yeah?”

“Y-yeah, baby. F-fuck.”

“Yeah?” he mocked. “Yeah, my baby wants me to fuck her?”

He gave her no warning before his hard cock was thrusting into her, fucking her at a turtle’s pace.

On his fourth thrust in, he bottomed out and couldn’t resist commenting on it.

“Oh, my tiny girl. I bet you can feel me so deep in your tummy.”

He went on fucking her in silence, accompanied only by her airy ahs and the wet slurping sounds she made as he went in and out of her.

“I’m gonna pick up the pace a little, love,” Shawn warned. “I’m almost ready for you to cum.”

“I’m ready now,” she whined.

“Wait,” he commanded dominantly, and she closed her mouth, letting the whimpers escape through her nose.

“There’s a good girl. I just want to show you something.”

He scooped her up effortlessly into his strong arms and carried her to the bathroom, where a tall, narrow mirror was propped up against the wall. He positioned her on the counter in front of it and spread her legs.

He knelt in front of the counter and used his tongue to lap at her messy pussy.

She watched in awe as she saw him from the mirror, entranced by his expertise.

“You fuck so well,” she said, voice trembling. “I need to cum again.”

“Let me use my fingers one last time and then you can cum,” Shawn promised, to which Y/N had no choice but to agree.

He pulled his face away from her and licked his lips seductively before putting two fingers into her. He pulled them in and out, curling them expertly until his good girl came without warning.

She whined her apologies as everything flowed out of her, but Shawn didn’t mind. He took the opportunity to put his shaft back into her one final time and fill her pussy again.

She watched in awe as he came, his reflection candid in the mirror.

Once he was done, he slumped down on the bathroom floor like a starfish and gave a sigh of resignation.

Y/N left from her mount on the counter to join him, resting her head on his chest and playing with his necklace in one hand.

“God, I love you,” he sighed as he felt the coolness of the tiles seep into his sweaty skin. “Bet I made you feel real good.”

“Yeah,” she breathed in awe.

“Let’s clean up tomorrow.” he suggested tiredly.

“Are we gonna go to bed?” Y/N asked, smothering her boyfriend’s chest with hot, open-mouthed kisses.

“You can go if you want,” Shawn said submissively, eyes shut for the night. “I’m not going to be able to feel my legs halfway up the stairs.”

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oneirataxiahiraeth · 2 years

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Sunny Days

Pairings : fem!reader x shawnmendes

Warnings : swearing, garden sex, some fluff, some dirty talk but not too much.

Word Count : 1.4k

You're lips connected so softly as his hands took a firm hold on your hips. His fingers gripping the flesh quite nicely, as the grass poked through the blanket tickling his bare back quite nicely.

It had only been a few months since the two of you moved in together. The house wasn't too big, and in a perfectly nice gated suburban area. Safe from paparazzi and crazy fans who just had to convinced your boyfriend he they were soulmates. It was quite and peaceful, and the cell service sucked. Which meant, less work calls and more time to revel in the time you had until Shawn was back out and touring for his latest upcoming album.

With the new found quite both of you began to pick up some new hobbies. Shawn began to learn of to crochet, and you began the arts of gardening. And fortunately, you sure had a hand for it. You had beautiful blooming flowers, all over your backyard. Your fences were lined with delicious mango and lemon trees, that added such depth to your yard. And because of the scene and the beauty, and Shawn incessant desire to be tan all of the time, the two of you spent quite sometime out. Most days, the two of you laird down a lengthy picnic blanket, and just cuddle as the suns harsh rays assault your skin. Today was similar to one of those days. Only... it was taking a slightly different turn.

"You're not wearing anything under here?" He broke apart the kiss, feeling how wet your heat was through his shorts. He had a childish grin planted on his face as you shook your head, soft smile on your lips.

"Easy access." You shrugged. "Been thinking 'bout you all day, baby." You hummed, hips grinding down onto his lap.

Shawn was also without underwear, but for him it was too noticeable. He was still covered. You had been walking around all day without any panties. He could've had you anywhere he wanted today if he would've know this. Though, he wasn't too torn up about current circumstances.

"I fucking love you" he smirked, bringing his lips to your neck, kissing and sucking on the sensitive skin. Your hands, slipping past his black basketball shorts band, and pulling his length right out. He was all the way were you wanted him to be, but you had plans of your own. He whined into your skin, as your fingers wrapped around the base of his cock.

"Wanna make you feel good, baby." You whispered, slowly stroking his cock as he groaned into your skin, pressing one last soft kiss before resting his head back.

The sun was shining brightly, illuminating the soft tan skin of the man beneath you. The swift breeze blowing his long brown curls to the side as he let you work your magic. You watching as he cheeks turned pink, nostrils flaring, and hips fighting against your weight as you moving your hand antagonizing slow along his length. You smiled at the brunet under you, feeling as his cock twitched in your grip, growing fully erect as you teased him. His hands sliding under your thin pale pink dress, fingers gliding over the soft skin.

"What if the neighbors see?" Shawn whispered. You smiled, a light giggle leaving your lips, pumping him a little faster in your hand as his lips formed a slight 'O' shape.

"Maybe they'd enjoy the view..." you hummed. "You do look pretty gorgeous right now." You leant down, pressing a kiss to his neck, before pulling back. "But considering our closest neighbors are a half a mile down the street, I'd say we're safe." He smiled, hands gliding up and down your thighs.

"Shit," he groaned, butterflies raging in his abdomen as you continued to jack him off. "gonna let me on top?" He asked and you shook your head.

"Nope." You popped the 'P' watching as he squeezed his eyes shut for just a second.

You brought up his hard on, lifting yourself on you knees. You slowly pressing the tip of his cock to your clit, a soft moan exiting your lips as you smeared the precum oozing from his tip spread against your folds.

You teased him for about a minute or so before aligning him with your entrance. Tight whole, slowly before reintroduced to your boyfriend. It didn't hurt, but it was a strange sensation. You rarely were ever on top, the position was fairly new for you, and instead of Shawn controlling how far he went in at a time, now it was you and your own judgment calls.

Slowly, you lowered yourself on his cock. Shane lifting the front of your dress to watch his length disappearing in your core. The shine blaring directly down on the two of you, giving a golden glow to the sight. It was absolutely euphoric to watch, feel, everything. It was magical.

"Ah, fuck, baby." He moaned, thumb pressing against your clit as he kept his eyes on the sight. You let out a moan as you sank down, taking all of him at once. "Feels so good." He mumbled, thumbing rubbing soft circles on your clit as your walls clenched around him.

As you allowed the rumbling to rest in the pit of your stomach, you began moving. You used your knees to bounce yourself at a pace that had the both of you in shambles. Shawn's hands gripping at your hips, head back, eyes squinted as he tried to avoid the sun blazing straight down on his face. You're hands taking over his position, holding your dress up to keep it from getting in your way. Sounds of skin colliding over and over filling the air blowing around you.

"oh my- shit, Shawn you fill me up so good." You moaned, his hands locking on your hips as he guided your movements. Hips rocking against him, the tip of cock brushing against your g-spot. You stomach clenching, maximizing the pressure as he hit the hot spongy spot in your cunt over and over.

"You take me so well, baby" he groaned, now moving his hips to meet yours, quickening the pace you set and sending you into a feral mess of moans and senseless blabber. "you can be a little louder for me, right? You're doing so good, such a good girl." He praised, the praised sending electricity straight to your heat, moans becoming louder, as you grew closer and closer to your edge.

Shawn could feel how close you were. Cunt clenching around him for dead life, milking him until he came out with the goods. Your body blocking the sun directly overhead as he fucked up into you. The golden glow around you made it seem like you were an angel sent from above. You hands began to trembling, dropping the front of your dress down, your hands Balancing yourself by resting on his chest.

"M'so close, so so so close." Your head hung low, as you felt that filling sensation threatening to burst.

"Hold it, I'm almost there." Shawn growled, not realizing how hot he sounded with that morning rasp in his voice. You cried out, hoping that he was as close as you were. You weren't going to last much longer. Your thighs moving like jelly as your legs began to tremble.

A string of curses left your tongue, as you found it harder and harder to keep yourself together. Your breathing was heavy and moans coming out broken and shaky. You ultimately gave up on trying to hold in your orgasm as you felt it beating you in the fight, Shane felt the way your body clenched around him, spasming out of control as he neared his end. You're eyes fluttering to the back of your head, and his name leaving your lips as you moaned sent him into his own state of euphoria.

He made sure he was snug inside of you as he moaned out. His warm seed painting your walls white as he tried getting a grip on himself.

"Fuck." You collapsed forward. You face, squished against his chest, as he wrapped his arms around you, holding you tight.

"You think someone heard us?" Shawn asked, and you giggled.

"Nah, I think we're good." You sucked in a deep breath. "I do think we need to get up, though." He sighed. "It's hot and I don't want you have a tan line of your arms on my back." You only half joked.

"Just lay with me for a few minutes, I like when you're this close." He shifted his hips under you, pushing himself just a smidge deeper as you let out a soft moan.

"Just a few..."

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thisbipuff-isaswiftie · 2 years

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Hi!!

I want to request a Shawn angst imagine, please.

Something about sylvie or someone from his team talking about the reader behind her/they back and she/they feeling angry and telling shawn but he didn't believe it and having a fight but then he heard them talking bad about the reader again and trying to apologize, you decide if the end.

Only if you're comfortable to do it, love the work! Keep going!

Thanks for the request, honey!!!!!

I'm sorry if this is not that good, but I really hope u like it~

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Big Deal | Shawn Mendes

Warning: Angst, fights, cursing.

Containing: boyfriend!Shawn, girlfriend!reader, Jerk!Shawn, Artist!Reader

pairing: You and shawn mendes

You loved Shawn so much. You have been his girlfriend for 19 months now and now as you remembered how you had met, you laughed hysterically. You met him at an art exhibition, where he came, disguised in a black hoodie, a cap, and a mask. You had run into him while staring at the paintings on the wall, and almost screamed when you saw him like that. At first, you thought he was a thief or something, and seeing you freak out, he thought you had recognized him. So he had quickly pulled you aside and made you calm down.

You remembered the way you were so confused when he said that you knew who he was and he begged you to not tell anybody. But seeing your confused face, he pulled down his mask-making your mouth shut and your eyes wide. Honestly, you weren't a big fan of him back at that time, you never liked pop so you never even knew him as such. But you had heard of him from your friends and knew very well just who he was and why he had pulled you aside. When you had figured out just what had happened and the misunderstanding, you laughed out loud. Too loud.

He had raised his eyebrows and stared at you as you held your stomach as you laughed, which you knew was a not-so-beautiful sight. "What? Are you those insane kinds?" He had asked to which you stopped laughing and shook your head, looking at him disapprovingly. He didn't have a right to call people insane or judge them like that. So you gave him a piece of your mind and left him staring at you like an antelope in headlights. When you were looking at a mind-blowing piece of painting, he stood beside you, his disguise intact. He had said something clever and cocky and then after a small pause, apologized to you. You smiled at his sweet apology and the small smile he had delivered you. You were suddenly feeling this weird feeling in your chest.

And well, that's when you started hanging out more. After two coffees, a walk to the library, and a guitar session he had finally kissed you and asked you out. You were so happy, and till now everything was going great.

Well now...

You were a bit concerned about Shawn. He had been a bit distant and had canceled your last three dates. You already knew the obstacles that were going to come along with dating a celebrity such as him. You knew he was busy with his album and he had been getting a lot of hate, and you understood that he needed space. But you just wanted him to know that you were there for him.

You were waiting for him at your home, watching another episode of B99, and drinking coffee. When you heard the door opening, your head quickly turned, and you got up, slowly walking towards the door. There he was, your Shawn, coming in hanging his keys and hanging his coat. He looked so exhausted.

You sighed and walked towards him, taking his face in your hands as a yawn came across his lips. He quickly shook it off as he felt your soft hands caressing his cheeks. "Oh hi." He said and gave you a lop-sided and a sleepy smile. "You're still awake?" He said, his brows scrunching. You chuckled softly and brought his face towards yours and gave him a peck. "I missed you," You said softly, "and I hadn't seen you in a few days."

"What?" He said, his voice laced with a bit of aggravation. "We just had breakfast yesterday, together." You sighed a bit and stepped away from me. "You know what I mean,"

"No I don't!"

"Well, a bite of toast, a kiss to my forehead, and telling me you're going to be late and getting out of the house in less than 30 seconds, when I made bacon and pancakes for you is not having breakfast together."

Shawn groaned and stormed off, making your blood boil. You breathed in sharply and walked after him, "What the hell Shawn!?" Shawn rolled his eyes and plopped down on your couch, a small smirk passing his face for a second when he heard the title track of B99 playing on the TV. "You can't just walk away like that!"

"Well, guess what? I did!"

Your teeth gritted and you gave him a murderous look. You didn't like how Shawn was behaving with you, this is not how he acted with you. And you hated it. Didn't he realize that he was hurting you? "You know what? Fuck you." You stormed off to your bedroom, and took his pillow and his quilt and threw it across the room in the hall. "HEY!" You slammed the bedroom door and groaned out loudly.

You did not plan your night to go this way.

You sat on the bed, looking at the light that came from the living room through the small space between the door and the floor.

You sighed, your chest thudding loudly. Hugging your knees close to your chest, and you let out a shuddering breath, as a tear fell from your eye. You shook your head at your ridiculousness, and wiped your tear. It was confusing to you why you were being so emotional over this fight. It seemed small, didn't it?

But it wasn't.

This wasn't how you wanted your fights to go, fights that would lead you both to drift apart, and eventually, your relationship would fall apart...

The thoughts made you feel that your heart was being pulled apart. You looked at the light that escaped the small gap. Why did your relationship suddenly feel like that? Darkness had surrounded you, and the escaped light was really close but too far away to engulf you into happiness again. That light was Shawn. And it was almost as if he had forgotten to engulf you. And it was slowly killing you.

Before you know it, sleep had consumed you, with those burning thoughts still fresh in your mind.

.....

"Hey, honey."

You hugged your coat over your chest and spared Shawn a glance. You had woken up to a cold and empty bed, disappointing you. You didn't think Shawn would stretch it till the morning. That was until you smelled the sweet scent of maple syrup and pancakes. Realizing Shawn's plan to lure you into forgiving him, you rolled your eyes. If he thought that pancakes was going to make you ease up, then he was miserably mistaken.

He knew that you never liked fights left like this, with so much tension in the air that it pressured your heart. He knew that you preferred to talk it out and apologize to each other, and not leave it just like that. You had sighed and got up, freshened up.

You heard Shawn sigh and groan slightly as you went through your mail. You saw one addressed to Shawn. You looked up, looking at the creases on Shawn's forehead. "You have mail." You said, monotonously. You walked towards him, and he looked at you hopefully.

But you didn't give in, not just yet. You were too angry at him but didn't want to give him attention. You still wanted to hit him and scream at him because of last night and what he made you feel. And yeah, you also wanted to get the argument over with and just hug him. But you didn't.

Shawn didn't know if he was right or if he was wrong. What he did was fully flawed, and he didn't realize it. You had always been a bit touchy. It was your way of receiving and giving love. Through physical touch. Unfortunately, it was one of your insecurities as well. You had been brushed off as annoying so many times because of your habits, it hurt you. So you had given Shawn a warning, no let me scratch that. So many warnings.

This fight wasn't exactly related to that, but it still made the insecurities and that same unsafe or lets say, not belonging feeling around you.

Shawn hadn't forgotten that, but he wasn't sure if it was exactly his fault. I mean, you did know how busy he gets. So after a busy day, he might want a bit space, didn't he?

But he didn't want this fight to last this long, either. He was keeping a party at their house, tomorrow night. He didn't want anybody to talk about your relationship or its problems. He didn't want anything new to stir up. "I'm sorry." He whispered.

You looked up, your expression was something he couldn't decipher.

"I'm sorry." He said, loud and clear. "It was wrong of me, what I did last night. And I know I have been bailing on you for a long time, and you have been so understanding. I'm sorry,"

You nodded at him. "Just don't do it again." You said, gently. Shawn didn't really understand why your voice sounded so afraid. It wasn't that big of a deal, was it?

"Anyway," Shawn smiled at you and brought up two plates of hot pancakes. "I'm keeping a party tomorrow night, if that's alright with you?" You smiled at him. "Yeah, no problem. Who's coming?"

"You know the usual, the team. Niall, Taylor etc. We wanted to celebrate all the work we've done for the new album."

"Ooh, when are you releasing it?"

"Next month. It's not completed it, but we're very proud of what it has become until now." You looked at him with a proud expression. You were so happy for him. You loved how hard-working he was.

"Okay then," You smiled at him. "You going to the studio, now?" He nodded, "I'll be back by 8. We can binge B99 if you want. Or maybe watch Avengers, since you're so fond of Tom Hiddleston," You giggled and blushed. "And RDJ." You pointed out, and he scoffed, smiling.

He kissed your forehead as you both finished your breakfast, and took your plates putting them in the dishwasher.

After getting ready, he went out the door, giving you your goodbyes and kisses. Still as he stepped out the door, you felt disappointment arousing in the pit of your stomach.

.....

You looked at yourself in the mirror and stared at your outfit. You smiled and adored the slight foxy eyeshadow you had done. You took a deep breath and stepped outside your bedroom door. The party music was roaring down, and you slowly stepped down the stairs. As you stepped onto the second last step, you tried to find Shawn, and spotted him having a drink with two of his friends from the team. You smiled at him as he stared at you. You walked towards him, and noticed him still staring at you. "What?" You asked. "Does this not look good?" You turned your waist, "Should I change?" But he just grinned at you, and pulled in for a kiss.

He left you breathless and smiled at you. "You look fucking stunning, honey."

You blushed under his gaze and hid your face in his chest as it rumbled because of his chuckles. "Such lovebirds." Someone muttered and you looked up to see Niall. "Niall!!" You squeaked and hugged him. "How are you?"

"Perfect, love." He said and smiled at how you had wrapped your hands around his waist. "How are you both?" He asked cheekily.

"Same." Shawn said and kissed your cheek.

"I'm glad."

You looked around and sighed at the crowd. As much as you were proud of Shawn and no matter how many launch parties you go to with him, you never get used to the crowd. It gets overwhelming and makes you anxious. That's why you never actually like coming to these parties yet you did, only for Shawn. You tried not to always stick to him, but always made sure that he was in your eye sight, to make you feel calm and safe.

If he wasn't, then you would look for Niall, Taylor, or one of the other people with whom you were really good friends.

But mostly, it was Shawn.

You were thirsty and wanted to get a drink, so you went to the bar, promising Shawn to meet him at the dance floor.

But when you came back, he wasn't there. You couldn't find him. You looked around the crowd but couldn't spot him. When you looked back at the bar, you saw him with one of his team members. You recognized her immediately. Sylvie.

She had helped Shawn a lot, and you appreciated her for that. But sometimes you felt that maybe she didn't really like you, you tried to tell Shawn but he dismissed you, saying that you're being paranoid and that you haven't just spent that much time.

You sighed as you walked over to him.

"Shawn!" He looked back and saw you. He smiled at you and waved you to come over. You walked towards him with relief on your face. You got close to him and wrapped your arm around his. "Sylvie! How are you?" You asked politely. She smiled grimly, not so excited to see you, and replied, "Great! We're just waiting for the album to be complete and released, aren't we?" She smiled at Shawn and rubbed his arm. You felt extremely uncomfortable as you saw he look at Shawn like that. Your insecurities got up. "I'm so proud of you guys!"

"Yeah, I'm sure you are." She mumbled and scoffed. "Did you say something?" You asked her but Shawn squeezed your hand. "Weren't we going to the dance floor? I'm sorry Sylvie, we'll see you later." He said and smiled at her. She nodded and he grabbed you and you both walked towards the dance floor. "That wasn't polite, Shawn."

"I know."

You both danced calmly into each other's arms. "Shawn, was it just me, or was she rolling her eyes at me?"

He mumbled something under his breath and then looked back at you. "No, sweetheart. She is just in a bad mood, her boyfriend and she got into a fight before coming here." You nodded. You looked up at him and sighed as you saw his beautiful brown eyes.

You sighed and kept your head on his chest as you both swayed from side to side to the soft rhythm of the music. "I love you." You whispered gently as comfort laced you both like a graceful ribbon. Shawn kissed your forehead, his lips lingering over the crown of your head. "I love you the most.." He breathed, as the scent of your hair reached him. His eyes fluttered shut and he pulled you even close, If that was possible.

You took deep breaths as you found yourself finally in your beloved's arms. It was rare. Very rare. And you wanted to make the most out of this moment. An unsettling feeling had rested in your chest, that any moment this is going to be ripped from you. He is going to be ripped apart from you. And you will be crushed again.

You entwined your hand into his' as the music ended and he was obliged to go and meet more guests. He gave you an apologetic smile, but you weren't going to leave him. You went along with him even if exhaustion had taken over your legs. You felt so much safer with him. His cheering voice always comforted you, it kept your anxiety at bay.

You both walked towards the bar again. You smiled at him and left his hand. You wanted to pee. So you stepped across but as soon as you closed your stall, some voices started speaking. Familiar voices.

"I mean did you see her tonight?"

"mhmm."

"Fuckin whore, can't even dress properly."

You tried to restrain your gasp as you recognized the voice. Sylvie.

"Poor Shawn, he must've had to deal with her."

"I know right? She's so useless. Always clinging to him like a puppy."

"She's only with him for clout. Clingy bitch."

"God, Shawn deserves so much better."

"Someone like you, Sylvie?"

"Oh shut up." She giggled. "Maybe."

Your blood boiled as you heard all those words, but your heart ached. Tears started to spill out of your eyes as you tried to keep your breath calm. Shawn deserves so much better. Was it true? Were you that clingy?

You heard the door close shut and that's when you broke down. Tears started to pour down your eyes, rolling down your cheeks. You held your forearms as your chest shuddered at thought of Shawn leaving you. You tried to keep your cries in but your ears started to hurt and your throat started to dry as you gasped for breath.

Your head was aching and your dress felt too tight now. Why was this happening to you? You wanted to yell for Shawn but then you thought about you being a burden to him.

And besides, you looked like a fucking disaster. You didn't want to ruin Shawn's rep like that.

.....

Shawn was a bit frustrated with you. You still doubted Sylvie, and it bothered him. She was such a sweet person and a great colleague. Why did you always seem to dislike her? It always annoyed him- you trying to point out some imaginary things about her. Sylvie was rolling her eyes at me; she was giving me a weird look; I think she doesn't like me; Your complaints were endless.

Niall furrowed his eyebrows at the crowd, and then looked back towards Shawn. "Shawn?" Shawn stirred his drink. "Yeah?"

"Where's Y/n?"

"Bathroom. Why?"

"Don't you think its been a long time?"

"Um-"

"Shawn you know what happens during these parties don't you?"

"Yes but-"

"Shawn go check on her or I will burst into the girl's washroom and sing Stitches."

"Ok, ok! Fine." Shawn breathed and looked around the crowd again. He breathed when he realized it had been a long time since you came. He got up and walked through the crowd, just to make sure that you weren't locked in the crowd. But you were nowhere to be seen. Shawn's heart rate started to increase. He was marching up to the ladies washroom.

Just as he went forward, trying not to bump into more drunk people- Shawn halted as a person came right in front of him. "Hi, Shawn~" He looked down to see Sylvie standing with a drink in her hand, a giddy expression on her face. "How are you?" She asked in a squeaky voice. She caressed his shoulder, going to his bicep. But Shawn was in a hurry to even process what she was doing.

"Sylvie-"

"Oh, I love it when you say my name." She said, breathily. Shawn gave her a weird look and then looked at the washrooms, they seemed so far away. "Sylvie, I have to go-"

"No please wait-" She held onto his hand. But Shawn twisted his hand out of her grasp and ran out of there. He burst into the washroom and heard small gasps and soft sobs. Shawn's heart broke; He took quick steps toward the stall and knocked. He heard a sharp gasp-- "Y/n? Honey?"

"Hello?" You squeaked out, keeping a small hope that it wasn't Shawn. "Sweetie, please open the door. For me?" You sighed and your breath shuddered. It was undoubtedly him. This was perfect- you felt even worse. You couldn't hide and you didn't have a mirror to fix yourself.

You wanted to dig a hole and die.

But you didn't have a choice now. Shawn looked up as the door clicked and you stepped out. Shawn cupped your face and studied it- you were an absolute mess.

"Shawn-"

Shawn shushed you and wiped the tears on your cheeks and kissed the red skin right under your eyes. You shivered as his cold lips touched your cheeks, and you closed your eyes as he pulled away.

"Why were you crying?" He asked directly. And you looked at the ground- You really didn't want to tell him, and lying wasn't an option because he could tell your tell on your fourth date. "Um,

I was in the stall- when some girls came into the bathroom. They started to talk- and um," You looked around uncomfortably. "I realized it was Sylvie and her friends. They said some things about me."

Shawn raised his eyebrows, "oh? What kind of things?"

"She called me a whore, and said that I was a clingy bitch and never left your side. She said that you must be," you took a deep breath. "Miserable with me." Shawn ran his hands through his hair. He couldn't believe that Sylvie would say this.

He couldn't believe that you were making these accusations.

"Are you sure it was her?" He asked. You furrowed your eyebrows. "Of course, I recognized her voice."

"But you didn't see her, did you?"

"Shawn-"

"No! Why did you always try to convince me that Sylvie hates you?"

You were completely taken back. How could he ask you this?

"You always try to tell me how bad she is-"

"I never told you that!" You shouted.

"But weren't you trying to? Weren't you? Why do you dislike her? She is one of the sweetest people I have ever met- can't you at least try to like her? At least to support me! I mean you have been nothing but unsupportive recently!" He spat at you. Your blood boiled as you heard his words. Unsupportive? "And that you bring Sylvie into all of this? God, y/n."

"Unsupportive?" You breathed. "Did you just call me unsupportive? How could you- I've always been supportive of you! I never complained when you come home so late and never texted me- I never got angry at you when you would ignore me- I always supported you through your tantrums-"

"What the fuck do you mean??"

"I'm your fucking girlfriend Shawn! I'm not your punching bag or your booty call! That whenever you want me I'll be there for you~ But it's not the way around. I always understand that your career can't always make you available, but I can't always be like this! I can't take it anymore!"

"And the fact that you don't believe me and don't fucking trust me is just-"

"God, you're such an ordinary girl," he mumbled under his breath. You looked at him, betrayal laced in your eyes. "I'm sorry, what did you say?" You asked him quietly. "You're such an ordinary girl!"

You were taken aback by his statement. An ordinary girl?

But you stayed quiet, that was your harshest answer. You were exhausted. You were tired by his actions, his expectations, and what you have faced. You couldn't do it anymore.

"If you can't handle this ordinary girl, then maybe you shouldn't be with her." You said with unshed tears in your eyes. "Maybe you should be with someone like Sylvie."

"It will be easy. She wants to be with you anyway." You said.

"What the fuck do you mean?"

You just shook your head and got out of there.

.....

Shawn was aggravated, how could you accuse Sylvie of saying such things? Shawn stormed off from the washroom after you did. His head wasn't straight at the time. Anger and frustration was running through his veins like poison. And what did you mean by that last thing you said?

"She wants to be with you anyway."

Alcohol was affecting his mind as the echo of your words ran through his ears. His head was getting dizzy. Shawn looked at the crowd and didn't find you. He panicked for awhile then remembered that you must've gone back home. Shawn wanted to ease off tonight, he had been working hard week after week. So many sleepless nights without you in his arms and he missed you so much.

But all of those sleepless nights had caught up on him and he just wanted to rest when he came back home. He didn't expect to get into that fight with you- and all that anger just wanted to be vented off.

So well, maybe Shawn realized that he had acted a bit inconsiderate.

And maybe cruel.

But she would forgive him wouldn't she?

Shawn somehow got engulfed in the crowd and was getting bumped constantly by the dancing cluster of people. He heard weird voices and someone very familiar trying to talk to him. "Shawn, buddy? Where is y/n? Are you okay?"

Shawn dismissed them and tried dancing off. Suddenly, he got pulled by someone and they started dancing with him. "Hey, Shawn." He heard someone say flirtatiously. He felt his cheeks being caressed. "Sylvie?"

"Hi silly, come on dance with me!" She said and took Shawn's hands and placed it them on her waist. "What are you doing?" Shawn asked, drunkenly. "Dancing with you, sweetie." She whispered in his ear. Shawn felt disgusted but he couldn't tell her that. He didn't want to dance with her, he wanted to dance with you. "Wait, Sylvie- I need to find y/n."

But she kept a hold on his hands. "Why? I'm here, aren't I? Anyway she left you alone." She said bitterly. "What do you mean? We just had a fight- and she said some bizarre things."

"She thought that you wanted to be with me! That's so absurd. You don't like me do you?"

Sylvie stayed silent which made Shawn panic. "Sylvi-"

She pulled him closer and whispered against his lips. "What if I do?"

Suddenly Shawn's new song started playing. It was supposed to be a surprise for you.

i wonder if you're real

Do i speak the truth or do i filter how i feel?

I wonder, wouldn't it be nice

To live inside a world that isn't black and white?

Shawn felt Sylvie's cold lips against the corner of his mouth and his whole body filled with disgust and shame. It felt wrong. It felt so wrong.

He wrote this song for you, he wanted to dance on this song with you. But you weren't here and it was all his fault. He hated himself because these words were written for you, were supposed be adored by you right now. Yet they were getting betrayed.

His heart shattered as he realized what was happening. His mind sobered up and he pushed Sylvie away with utter horror. He ran away to find you. Hoping you were home.

You weren't though.

You were walking down the quiet streets, getting drenched in rain. Tears were pouring down your face. You were so thankful that because of the rain nobody could distinguish whether the drops of water on your face were either raindrops or salty tears.

In the middle of this rain, that once you would've called so beautiful, your heart had been crushed and now fear had built. Was this the end? Were you and Shawn over?

You didn't want to think of that. But how could you not? He had totally disregarded you, over and over again. And you realized that a half-assed apology wouldn't work this time. You loved him so much.

Oh, you loved him dearly, but you had dignity and self-respect. And you were not going to let Shawn's cruel actions and your love for him to get between your self-dignity.

You sat down on one of the benches. Your sobbing wasn't stopping and you had given up now. You looked up and glanced around- The streetlights were lit, rain was dancing on the ground, and everything else was quiet.

You would've loved this. It would've been so romantic- but right now you felt empty.

Suddenly, you heard panting. Your eyes widened and you tried not to be frantic. What was it? A wild dog? "Thank god, I couldn't find you anywhere."

Your throat tightened. Shawn.

"That was the motive, Shawn." You said coldly. You didn't want to look at him. So you didn't realize that even he was crying.

"Please look at me, baby."

"What do you want?"

"You, back. Please." You stayed silent. "Love, I- When you left I got drunker and Sylvie danced with me. She-She tried to kiss me-"

Your eyes filled with tears once again. "I- You were right, baby. When she tried to kiss me, my song started to play. A new song, that I wrote for you- I didn't realize that I was hurting you and then I realized that I couldn't lose you. Those words, that-that music was composed for you, and all I wanted was you there, to be with me, in my arms to dance to that song. You're all I ever wanted, a-and I'm so sorry that I have been a total jerk to you, and I understand that you have been so patient with me and I have been taking you for granted."

"Glad you realized that."

"I'm so sorry, honey. Please give me another chance."

You stayed quiet. What he said melted your heart but you were stronger than that. You took in a deep breath albeit shaky. Restraining yourself from crying you got up, your knees weak. "Shawn, I-"

"I cannot forgive you." And because of the silence, both of your hearts shattering were audibly clear. "Just yet."

"I need time, Shawn. What you did- You didn't trust me! Your own girlfriend. I cannot forgive you just yet, and neither can I make myself trust you again. Not just like that. If you expected me to come back into your arms instantly then you were mistaken, Shawn." You said softly.

"I need time to think. And its better for now if you don't contact me for a few days." You slowly turned around. "It's best if you go back. Please take care of yourself." You said and walked away with a heavy heart.

Shawn watched as you walked away. He knew the damage he had done. He loved you so much, and he wasn't strong enough to pay the price. To stay away from you.

But he had to.

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Thanks to-

@academiaghosts

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eunoiaflow3r · 2 years

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our place - shawn mendes x reader

trying to get back into writing - bear with me pls.

warning(s): is it being corny a warning ? teasing.

word count: 1.3k

request: Something fluffy, playful/flirtatious, maybe even a tiny bit naughty (but it doesn’t have to be smutty, LOL). Maybe the reader is trying to distract him from something because she’s just wanting a bit of his attention. Maybe she is having a day where she’s just feeling a little clingy?

summary: clingy y/n.

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the day began with you and shawn in his bed. his sheets were cool and the sun poured in lightly from the closed beige curtains. you knew it was early but you didn’t bother checking the time - you didn’t want to move and wake him. you were comfortable in his warm arms.

the peace was short lived though because shawn began to move and hum as he woke. “morning” he says. he was more of a morning person than you were. you groaned in response. he kisses your forehead and moves to get up and stretch but you wrap your arms tightly around him and refused to let him go.

“just five more minutes.” you plead.

he laughs. “it’s already ten, love. time for coffee.” he kisses your hair and you let him go with another groan. why must he leave?

you check the time for yourself - 10:14. it was rare for you and shawn to sleep in. he was gone a lot at the studio lately so any time you could spend with him you would - even if sleeping.

you missed him even though it hasn’t been long so you make your way out of bed to make it. you throw on shawn’s t-shirt, so that you were only wearing that and a pair of panties. after brushing your teeth you make your way into the kitchen where shawn was standing drinking coffee and reading the news from his phone - a habit he stole from you.

reading the news in the mornings is something your mom did - and after you had told shawn that story, he started to do the same so you’d have something to talk about. you stand behind him and drag your hands up under his shirt so that you’re hands we’re on his bare stomach. his toned - bare stomach. you rested your face on his back so that you could feel every breath he took.

you loved him with every fiber of your being. he was everything you ever wanted and if you could scream it from the rooftops you would. sometimes you get a little insecure just because you think he’s so perfect - and deserves someone just as. he reassures you every time that you are though - and he loves you just as much, if not more.

he puts his hand over your arm and moves his thumb back and forth.

“how are you feeling?” he asks.

“i’m fine baby. how are you?”

he sighs. “gotta go the studio today. we’re finishing up track 12.”

you sigh in disappointment. you hate when he leaves you but he’s doing what he loves. you can’t stand in the way of that. “i understand.”

you take your arms away and go to walk back into his bedroom before he grabs your arm and spins you back to him. he kisses you and you kiss him back.

“i love you” he says, arms slipping around your waist and hugging you close.

you wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed his lips once more.

“love you.”

some time later you were both dressed. him in jeans and a button up, you in leggings and a sports bra - you were going to put a shirt over it later, closer to when you were about to leave. you were planning on heading to the gym.

right when shawn was headed to the door though, you snatched his keys and ran giggling. he ran after you, laughing behind. you realized you had no where to run so you put the keys in your bra - right between your boobs and covered them by crossing your arms.

he shook his head. “you really think that’s gonna stop me y/n?” he backs you up into a wall and places his hands on your hips so you wouldn’t go anywhere. he trails his hand up from the the bottom of your thigh, to the inside, just over your pussy, up your stomach and under your bra and grabs his keys…all the while his face in your neck trailing kissed down to your breasts. one he has his keys he gives each of them a kiss and then gives your lips one.

“i’ll see you later babe.”

after he left, you straightened up his place before heading over to yours to grab your gym bag. it wasn’t too much of a drive so you didn’t mind. sometimes you wondered about that next step though. the moving in part. but you weren’t even out to the public - shawn wanted to shield you from that. he knew how the media was and he didn’t want you to deal with the negativity of it. he wanted to protect you from everything.

your day was productive. you went to the gym, you cleaned your apartment, and you even managed to finish things up for work even though you were off today.

you were sleep on your couch with friends playing in the background when you heard a soft knock at your door. you woke and got up to answer it. shawn was at the door.

“hi baby.” you opened your arms to hug him and he walked into your place - you still latched onto him.

“how was the studio?“ you ask.

“it was good. almost done thankfully. how was your day?” he asks.

“good. missed you lots.”

he sat down on your couch and you straddled him.

“you could miss me less, ya’know.”

you look at him in confusion. “what do you mean?“ you ask.

he fishes in his pocket for something and pulls out a key - in your favorite color on a wrist band - also your favorite color.

“move in with me.” he says.

your eyes widen. “you’re kidding.”

“i’m not.”

you kiss him and he drops the key in surprise. you kiss him on the lips and all over his face in excitement. moving in? you can’t even imagine. it’s a pretty serious step that you can’t believe he wants to take with you. his hands move to your ass and yours to his hair…you just couldn’t be close enough. you never wanted to leave him.

after dinner, chinese - you left shawn alone to finish up some work while you went through your apartment trying to figure out what you wanted to take with you to shawn’s apartment - well now yours too - and what you wanted to give away or give up. this took like two hours but by the time you were done sorting shawn was still in deep into his computer working. you tried talking to him but he was distracted.

you tried sitting next to him but that did nothing. you tried turning off the tv - that was dumb considering he wasn’t even watching it - but nothing would tear him away from work and it was late and you wanted attention. so, like the minx you are, you go to your room, close the door, and get naked.

you laid down on your bed and opened snapchat. you positioned yourself so that your boobs, a bit of your stomach, and your lips were in a photo. once you liked it, you sent it to shawn. a minute later it was opened, and after a few seconds you heard him at the door and finally could see him open it.

“baby.” he says.

but you were giggling, hiding yourself under the covers.

“y/n,” he lays himself on top of you, “i’m warning you love.”

you peek your head out and go back under. he didn’t like that so he started tickling you and you lost control and came up from air.

“you’ve been such a tease today, what am i gonna do with you darling?”

you shrug. “i don’t know….let’s figure it out at your place.”

“our place.”

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sandylovespablito · 9 months

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Look up at the stars - Shawn Mendes x reader

Plot: Shawns writing for you based on your favorite memory with him. Warnings: non, just wholesome Shawn <3

------------------------------------------------------------You and Shawn had been really close friends before you two started dating. You knew each other's likes and dislikes. You two seemed perfect together- and you were.

Shawn needed to write more songs for his Wonder album and couldn't stop thinking of you. Every moment you two shared together. He was thinking of you too much that ot became useless since he couldn't focus on a memory.

You knew Shawn would be stressed. So you came to check up on him. You sat next to him and gently held his hand. " is there anything I can do to help?" you offered, clearing the hair off of his forehead.

" what's your favorite memory of us together? " he asked, taking you up on your offer. You thought for a moment, " there's lots.. But probably when you took me to see the stars. It was gorgeous." you confessed.

You saw Shawn get a spark in his eye as he scribbled something on a piece of paper. He quickly showered your face in kisses. " you're amazing babe! " he basically yelled as you laughed.

You eventually left and he started to write the song. He was motivated knowing that it was your favorite memory together and he wanted to write you something perfect.

When wonder was realised and he started to do his tour, he wanted to announce the backstory of his favorite song ' look up at the stars '

While getting ready to perform this song, he started to give his little speech. " this song is about one of my favorite memories, with y/n. I will always take her to see the stars. " and as he spoke, the backing track started playing.

The fandom absolutely loved you. So when they heard this, there was nothing but love. And the song was a lyrical master piece.

As soon as Shawn was free, you couldn't wait to give him your opinion on the song- and album. He liked hearing praise from his work- but especially from you.

" what's your favorite song? " he asked you.

" my song. Look up at the stars." you said smiling and you showed him your new phone wallpaper. A picture of you and him, from that night, with the starry key in the background.

Perfection 💞

#Spotify #shawn mendes #shawn mendes x reader #shawn mendes x you #shawn mendes x y/n #shawn mendes oneshot #look up at the stars #wonder

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spideysbruh · 1 year

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Buzzfeed

my acc got deleted so this is old!

"Hi I'm Alex!"

"Aaand I'm Shawn Mendes!"

"And we're going to read thirsty tweets with Buzzfeed!!" Alex smiled at the camera as Shawn laughed and pulled a strip of paper out from the bucket in front of them. "Read it, read it!" Alex grinned, slapping his thigh.

"It's a few gorgeous pictures of you and it says, 'im not gay but if i was this would be the woman to have turned me gay but i am not gay im just saying she is attractive and she is a woman but i am not gay so i would not have to worry about her turning me gay because i am indeed not gay but if i was she is the woman i am gay for'" He read in a monotone voice and laughed afterward. Alex snorted and took the paper from him to see if it was true.

"Oh wow it's real." She giggled, "I dunno, I think they might be gay."

"Yeah, I think so." Shawn grinned, "Okay! Your turn." He said and Alex reached into the bucket and pulled another one out.

"Shawn Mendes can split me in half and I'd be thankful." She read, Shawn gasped and his face turned a light shade of red. "Same." Alex giggled.

"Babe!" Shawn exclaimed, nudging her shoulder. Alex laughed and scooted her chair closer to his. He smiled and cleared his throat, grabbing another paper. "Uh… a few precious photos of you and then, Alex is literally the hottest human ever !!! Three exclamation points," He laughed, "She can use me as her s- no!" He yelled and went to crumble it but Alex was quick to snatch it from him.

"Lemme see." She mumbled, "She can use me as her seat any time." She laughed and shook her head. "I have a pretty good seat now, but thanks!" She smirked and Shawn was now blushing furiously as she just continued to pick up another paper like what she said won't get thousands of fans riled up.

"Alex and Shawn Mendes are such a weird couple… they make no sense yet they're literally the best thing the world has given to us… Aw! That's so sweet actually. Thank you, the best things in life never make sense. Just look at Mr. Robot." She smiled, Shawn threw his head back and laughed, clapping afterwards.

"And Saturday Night Live!"

"Oreos!"

"Alex's films." Shawn teased, earning a playful glare from Alex. "'M joking baby." He smiled and leaned over to kiss her cheek. Shawn grabbed another paper and sighed, "Why is Shawn Mendes so fucking hot? I don't understand, whenever I look at him I immediately start thinking about 100 different ways he can take… me. What?!"

Alex let out a loud laugh and covered her face. "Thank you @mendussysuites love that username!" She giggled, giving the camera a thumbs up. She took a paper and cleared her throat, "@alexuhh so we've seen how talented you are behind a camera… but what about in front of one? Shawn did you tweet this?" She joked, making the crew laugh.

Shawn smirked and shrugged, "Guess we'll never know. But they're right! Get in front of a camera baby!"

"I'm in front of one now." She replied, motioning for him to get another paper.

"So bossy… I love it." He smiled, Alex laughed and shook her head, "Shawn Mendes please run me over with your car I'm begging please it's all i want in life… guys, really? No!" He exclaimed, a worried look crossing his face. Alex giggled and just reached for another paper.

"Haven't they said this before?" Alex giggled, making Shawn smile over at her. She's so cute.

"Yes! It's- It's worrying, baby." He replied, Alex laughed.

"Shawn, fulfill your fans wishes and hit them with your car! Please!" She said, Shawn laughed and his head went back again, making Alex giggle and tap his thigh before grabbing a paper.

"Is Shawn Mendes still dating Alex?? Because if not, hi I'm here and I volunteer to date either of them… also I'm lonely." Alex finished, Shawn nodded and put his hand up to his face in fake thought.

"Are we still together, baby? I'm- I dunno. I haven't seen us around lately…" He jokingly asked, Alex played along and hummed.

"Yeah- I'm not too sure about that, bub… Maybe we did break up, I dunno." She shrugged, Shawn laughed and wrapped an arm around her, pulling her closer. He kissed her head and grabbed another paper.

"This is fun!" He exclaimed, making Alex jump from surprise, "Sorry, baby. Okay! Thinking about if Shawn Mendes and Alex have a kid how cute it would be. Omg, his hair and her everything else!" Shawn quirked an eyebrow and fidgeted in his seat. "Yeah, we'd make some cute kids." He smiled over at his girlfriend who nodded in agreement.

"Especially if they look like me." She smirked and jokingly pushed her hair over her shoulder. Shawn chuckled and placed a hand on her thigh, Alex giggled and reached for another paper.

"There's like… three more left! I wanna read more." She pouted, Shawn smiled and watched as she unfolded the paper, "When will Shawn Mendes tie m- … oh no!" She let out the loudest laugh and Shawn snorted at that.

"What does it say?" He questioned, inching his head closer to read the paper. Alex, still laughing, showed him the paper. His eyes scanned over the words and his face turned red as he shook his head. "That one is the worst! You guys need to… seek help." He said, looking up at the camera. Alex wiped her eyes and grabbed another paper.

"Okay this one says '@shawnmendes is particular taste about Alex ??!!!! pls answer everything depends on this.' .. Well, is it about me, babe?" She smirked over at her blushing boyfriend, she knew the answer already though.

"These aren't even thirst tweets anymore!" He replied, running his fingers through his hair. Alex giggled and bit her lip, making Shawn want to kiss her right there, "Should I answer?"

Alex shrugged, "I think that alone answers it." She raised an eyebrow, Shawn sighed and let out a laugh.

He shrugs, "Fuck it. Yeah, it is! She always wants something so … particular, if you will, to eat, and it just really gets too much sometimes so I wrote a song about it." He joked, Alex giggled and rested her head on his shoulder. "Next one!" He smiled and grabbed a paper.

"Uh, will Shawn Mendes ever propose to Alex ?!! If he doesn't, I will… is- is that a threat?!” He exclaimed, making Alex giggle. “Eventually… I- I will.” He smiled down at Alex and felt his face redden as she smiled.

“Yeah?” She mumbled, and Shawn nodded, placing his hand on her leg.

“You act like we don’t talk about this all the time.” He laughed, Alex snorted and shook her head.

“Still! It’s different when we talk about it in front of people, baby." She replied, Shawn nodded and let her take the last one out.

"@alexuhh you are so sexy please break up with Shawn and get with me cause I KNOW I CAN TREAT YOU BETTER THAN HE CAN." She sang the last part and laughed along with Shawn. "No thanks, but nice use of my boyfriend's song." She giggled, Shawn snorted and kissed her forehead.

"Okay, well that was fun! Thank you for watching us read thirst tweets!" Shawn smiled and waved at the camera, Alex sat up straight and waved as well.

"Byeeeee!"

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multifandomworldsposts · 7 months

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Day 12 of Kinktober: Going To a Hotel With Shawn Mendes

Pairing: Shawn Mendes x virgin fem!reader

Warning: Making out, protected sex

READER’S POV

They met while Y/N was working at a local diner she works at. He couldn’t stop looking at her by the way she looked, she looked beautiful to look at and when she gave him his coffee he was a stunned on how she looked.

One day Shawn came back to ask her out, and of course she said yes. He would invite her for a ride on his motorcycle and he could feel her holding on to him which makes him feel like he’s making her feel safe.

They would go on dates all the time until one night, Shawn drove them to a hotel which Y/N was okay with but got confused at the same time. Shawn bought a room for them and they went to the room, Y/N looked around the room and it looked decent to her, Shawn went up to her and wraps his arms around her, she turns around to look at him. They began to kiss, Shawn lays them on the bed, which really wasn’t really comfortable to them, Shawn began to take his clothes off and Y/N does the exact same thing, Y/N kisses Shawn again, they make out, all you can hear is Y/N’s moans because she loves him so much and the way he kisses her each time they do. Shawn picks her up to make them to go to the end of the bed and kisses her again.

After that, they begin to make love, but Shawn gets protection for them and Y/N was nervous about it because she’s a virgin so Shawn went slow, she got used to him going slow so she wanted him to go a little faster which made her feel so good. The way she moans he goes a little more faster which made her moan louder.

THE NEXT MORNING

Y/N cuddles up against Shawn and she kisses him softly on his cheek. He wakes up to see her cuddling next to him and notices how beautiful she looks.

“Good morning Y/N/N.” He smiles.

“Good morning Shawn.” She smiles back.

“Thank you for being my first time.” Y/N crests his cheek.

“I’m glad you enjoyed it.” He smiles.

“Can we be somewhere else if we do this again?” She asked.

“If you want to babe.” He says.

Y/N smiles, she thinks he’s the one for her, not the sex, the way he is with her, him being the most sweetest guy she’s ever met.

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mendesblurb · 5 months

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Happy Canada Day Rai!

May I request a blurb where reader x shawn watch the sunrise together ♥️

Sunrise

Shawn Mendes x female reader

Word Count: ~275

Warning ⚠️: fluff,maybe grammar error and maybe some punctuation errors.

A/N: I didn’t really edit this, I’m so sorry anon, it took me forever to finish this too and also sorry that it’s short 🥺

You sat down on the cozy blanket as Shawn sat behind you with his arms and legs draped around you, holding you close,” It’s nice here,” He sighed, shaping the words against your skin, and his breath felt hot on your neck.

“Mhmm,” You hummed, cradling yourself more to him.

Together you enjoy the sight of the sun rising as it casts an orange reflection on the water. At the same time, Shawn would occasionally nuzzle his head against your neck and gently kiss along the exposed skin in his reach while trailing along the backside of your ear and leaning down to your shoulder to drag his lips along it gently.

This time you and Shawn were very determined to actually watch the sunrise and not fall asleep like the last time.

You let yourself soak in his kisses and the beauty around you for a moment longer, just watching as the light painted the sky a brand new color before turning to him, “I have a wild idea.”

He sighed, already knowing what you mean and starts shaking his head at the thought of it, “Oh no,no, No!”

“Cmon...,Please!” You pleaded as you stood up, choosing to still slip your dress straps off your shoulders and letting them slide down and pool around your ankles.

“Y/N...” He muttered, looking around him to see if anyone was nearby.

“Baby, relax; we’re in the middle of nowhere,” You drag him closer to the water, “No one will see us,” You grin widely again before silencing his further protests with a kiss on his lips, “I promise that.”

Shawn let himself melt into the kiss before agreeing to strip out of his clothes and join you for a swim.

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marie-swriting · 1 year

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pinkpetalwaterimagine · 1 year

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heels sucks (S.M. imagine)

Helloooo, it has been a hot minute, so here is a little something. English is not my first language so sorry for the mistakes in advance

Bonne lecture 🌈🌈🌟🥧

Word Count : 1k

Summary : You shouldn't have wear those heels, just some wedding fluff (not yours)

Why? Why was your first thought. Why did you chose to wear such shoes for such a ceremony. To be fair he warned you, he warned you you’ll get sick of those shoes quick enough, but stubborn as you were you thought you could handle it. The more the minutes passed by the more you realized you will finish this night barefoot.

The lights were shining bright all around you, and the smell of the hundreds of flowers was lingering in the air and left such a sweet odor around, masking the smell of the sweaty bodies dancing around. The ceremony has been so pretty, the sun was shining during the day leaving everyone with rosy cheeks. You loved rosy cheeks on him, it’s like he was constantly flustered. You looked in his direction, his knee was touching yours under the table, and when he wasn’t picking up his fork or raising his glass filled with red wine to his rosy lips he would rest his arm on your shoulders and squeeze gently. His body heat, the wine, champagne and the love in the air left you with a soft smile on your face. You couldn’t believe how everything turned out so beautiful.

You forgot the pain that you were feeling in your feet and just got lost in your boyfriend’s beauty. His hair was just brush in the right way, his eyes were sparkling in the cool night. Tonight, Shawn opted for a more relaxed suit than what he usually wears for formal occasion and god how it suited him. He was wearing a suit entirely made of a light washed jean fabric that just match his skin tone so well, the white shirt almost open until the middle of his chest was just calling for you and you had to refrain to just let your hands roam his body. He could feel the love in your eyes watching him all night and he never felt more at ease than in the moment where yours eyes met, the stars were shining above you and with a soft song playing in the background, the kind of scene you only find in movies. He took your hand getting up and took you to the dance floor. Even if you didn’t wanted to think about your feet in those killing devices you winced and Shawn obviously saw through your act. He let you sit again on your chair not wanting to hurt you more, you were disappointed wanting to dance with him during this magical night that felt like it was made for the two of you, whereas it was not. You thought he was going to sit next to you again and whisper sweet nothings into your ear but you watched him walk away, in the direction of the parking lot. Before you could question yourself even more an aunt that you saw maybe four times in your life took Shawn’s seat and started a conversation. And no it was not about your achievements in your career, or the graduation text she never replied to, no it was about your « hunk of a boyfriend » and how good he looked, maybe too hot for you by the way, according to her. You were refraining from rolling your eyes and just walk out, well you couldn’t walk out but minor detail. After ten minutes of your 50 something year old aunt gushing about your boyfriend, the said boyfriend finally came back. You felt his hand on your shoulder and turn back to him with a grateful smile for saving from your aunt. And then you saw them, he brought your flats to the wedding ! He knew at one point you will be fed up with the heels and having a backup is always great. You took the flats in your hands and changed them quickly. You looked into his eyes and he could see the relief and the love you felt for him. He swore he felt a whole bunch of loopings in his stomach. You muttered a small « Thanks » before leading him to the dance floor, this time free from the pain.

You wrapped your hands around his waist and burying your face in his chest just above his heart, while he had his arms wrapped around your shoulders with his chin resting on top of your head. The two of you were swaying to the sound of an imaginary song while the dj behind was playing party songs. You were just focused on him and his whole being. The way his arms were wrapped around you, how his touch seemed so soft coming from such a muscled man, how his thighs were brushing against yours at every step, the way his hands were playing with the small hair on the back of your neck like you were the only two in the room. You thought you could never obtain this amount of peace in your life ever again then in that instant. You felt like nothing could happen to the two of you as long as you had each other. You will remember this wedding, not only because you were happy for the happy couple getting marrieds but because you will remember that moment as the time you fell in love all other again with him and it was the moment you knew you stay with this man as long as you possibly could. All those thought were overwhelming, your love for him was overwhelming and a single tear started to make its way down the curve of your cheek. He heard a small sniffle and pulled your head up gently with two of his fingers.

« What’s happening babe? » he murmured looking into your eyes looking for an answer.

« I love you so much, that’s what’s happening » you chuckled.

« Aw babe » he said with a smile as he was stroking your cheek chasing the tear away before leaning in and putting his soft lips on yours. You could taste the red wine on his lips and feel his body radiating with happiness.

« I love you » he said after detaching his lips from yours, remembering he was surrounded by parts of your family and some strangers.

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